Back in the days when I held you

Oh, I really held you

I pulled you and compelled youAnd maybe I was spellbound too

Back in the days if I hurt you

Oh, I really hurt you

Could barely look you in the eyes then

Oh, maybe I′m a con man (a con man)

You don't need a rabbit′s foot or good luck charm

What the hell, wish you well

Couldn't do you no harm and I do you no harm

I hope he's bright and big and strong

With all the things, all the things that you want